my love
12/17/01

you know, you're here
even when you're not
you are beside my side
in bed, watching tv
with a beer in hand
i caress your head
in one of my many fantasies
and i live not
for whips and leather suits
to please you like they can
i offer my love
and security
in hopes that you will
notice me
from across that street
from across that hall
across that lunch line
that classroom
that rule
your smile breaks them all
i offer myself
my true self
and the flaws that come
along with it
in hopes that i
can hold you
your true self
and the flaws that come
along with you
i'm tired of holding you
in my dreams
i need substance
clarity
something divine
and safe
feelings change
just as the seasons
and the mood of generations
of this we are aware
so it doesn't matter
for how long
i offer you a vow
to hold
in your hands
in your heart
while i will hold you
no longer in my dreams but
in my hands
in my heart
and may we be
happy ever after
in a thrilling lifetime
of sorrow and laughter,
my love

Adrienne E Helms
aehelms@edisto.cofc.edu

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